The Opening
Shirley Gupton Lynn

Alone, O Lord, alone with thee,
Where none could speak nor hear nor see,
The bar I’ve placed across my heart
I’d lift, and bid the doors to part –
On rusty hinges open wide
And let just once your love inside;
And when I’d turn to close the door
And put the bar in place once more,
My heart so filled with thee I’d find
The doors could not be closed behind.

in For Everything There Is a Season
compiled by Karen Greenwaldt